climbing out of the lapping waves
up the rocks
making the breakwater
masses: memorial
the evenly spaced
black and white pillars
still stand over against
masses: after the fire
toxic clouds settle
into evacuated
burnt-out neighborhoods
Greenport 2020: transformations
a piece of smooth grey driftwood
draws eyes into
a sinuous body
Greenport 2020: others’ worlds
five a.m.
patter of skittering squirrels on the roof
above me
Greenport 2020: on the shore of Long Beach Bay
a small grey-backed shark lay dead
white belly up
on the mottled gravel
Greenport 2020 3: civilization
in the late morning
the roaring warring lawn mowers
and leaf blowers
Greenport 2020 2: in the morning
the sharp round too-wheet
the prick of the chirp
the heavy cut of the bark
Greenport 2020 1: by the Long Island Sound
in the evening
between luminous emptiness
above and below
masses: cold moss
the furry minutia
of blushing life
on a rock in the snow
dust 